The Old DominionJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Old Dominion
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Southampton Insurrection, 1831 -- Fiction
"There can be no doubt whatever upon the question," said Mr. Hubbard,
when he communicated the facts to me; "and the poor people, in the
end, will be put at your disposal. But with regard to the landed
property," he added, shaking his head, "we shall have more difficulty.
They are trying to get it escheated, and I fear we shall not be able
to prevent it. I think, nevertheless, I see a course of proceeding to
frustrate their ultimate object of getting possession of it
themselves, though we cannot place it absolutely in your hands."
"How is that, my dear sir?" I asked.
"Oh, a little legal fiction," he answered, "a little legal fiction;
but you must let me mature my scheme, and then I will tell you all
about it."
I was well contented to let the question remain in abeyance; for, to
say the truth, I did not care how it was decided. Having fully as much
as I wanted, and a surplus for any contingencies which might involve
increased expenditure, I was not anxious for an augmentation of
fortune, although I will confess that I felt no little desire to
frustrate those land-sharks, always desirous of preying upon the
inheritance of others, which swarm in the southern states of this
union. It is quite extraordinary, how many, how voracious, and how
dexterous they are.
With the execution of these visits of courtesy or business, few events
occurred to interrupt the perfect tranquillity of Beavors, especially
after the departure of Mr. Stringer and his sons. One day was a
complete pattern of the other, except that a little variation crept in
as I improved in health. After a time, I was permitted by the doctor
to take a short walk out in the cool of the morning, and another in
the evening, with a strenuous recommendation not to carry exercise to
the length of fatigue.
I had learned to know exactly the sound of the opening of Bessy
Davenport's door on the great corridor. Her maid always went in and
out the back way; but she had seldom got on the veil which she usually
wore over her head, nor raised her parasol from the seat in the hall,
before I was at her side; and then we had a short dreamy walk in the
shady parts of the plantation. which afforded some of the pleasantest
moments I have yet known in life.
It may seem very strange that we who, in the early part of our
acquaintance, had talked a great deal of love and marriage, and the
mistakes that are made in both, now seldom touched upon such topics at
all. Nothing had been said, nothing had been done, to bind us in any
shape to each other; and a certain tranquillity was in the minds of
both, I am assured, which seemed as if all had been spoken and all was
understood.
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